Rihanna & Drake: My Happiness

If you’ve been reading my blog long enough, you know this has been near the top of my Gossip Genie wish list. Maybe even at the very, very top. For a while there it was looking unlikely.

But lately…

Oh lately…

They tease.

I hope they’re not teasing.

Because this is my happiness.

Thank you for all your emails last night about my happiness. It gave me great pleasure to know that you knew that I spent last night, pretty much with my dick in my hand, jerking off to all the online videos coming out of Paris.

Drake performed. And Rihanna joined him on stage.

And they were…

No, I won’t describe it. I want you to watch it. Here, from a couple angles. At 1:55 in the second video, yes, they’re grinding.

OMFG is what Duana texted back when I sent her some of this footage.

!!!!!!!!!!!!! is what I kept texting her.

Forget my happiness, what about theirs?

Video Assumption says they look SO HAPPY.

Like, if it was all fake and for show, would she be smiling so shyly and pulling away but leaning in at the same time? Sure. It’s possible. We know he can act. And it’s not like they don’t know how to work a performance. But when you look at this through the lens of wishful thinking, it’s not hard to imagine that something is happening, something has been happening. And if there’s really nothing happening, well then they want us to think that something might be happening because don’t tell me they aren’t aware – of the speculation, of the interest, of the story. They’re fueling the story. Because they no longer want to hide the story? Or are they just f-cking with us? Are these lyrics f-cking with us? (Please don’t be f-cking with us.)

Pushing me away so I give her space
Dealing with a heart that I didn’t break
I’ll be there for you, I will care for you
I keep thinking you just don’t know
Trying to run from that, say you’re done with that
On your face girl, it just don’t show
When you’re ready, just say you’re ready
When all the baggage just ain’t as heavy
And the party's over, just don’t forget me
We’ll change the pace and we'll just go slow
You won’t ever have to worry,
You won’t ever have to hide
You've seen all my mistakes
So look me in my eyes